Just a couple of more days until Christmas.  The holidays are a hectic time, so I won't be doing any more entries until after the 25th.

I moved to Texas ten years ago, relocating from Wisconsin.  This is the only time of the year that I really miss the snow and the crisp air.  It just doesn't seem like Christmas without snow.  When I was a little kid, if it hadn't snowed early in December, I was always afraid that there wouldn't be a White Christmas and Santa wouldn't be able to land on our roof top.  I only remember on year when it hadn't snowed yet and it was Christmas Eve.  I can tell you I was really nervous.  Then, just after dark it began to snow those big fluffy flakes and by the time I went to bed there must have been at least a couple inches of the white stuff.  I'm sure everyone has their own memories of some special time at Christmas, which is still my favorite holday. 

 Christmas is a thought, a feeling, a dream.  It is mistletoe and gifts, shopping and carols, frayed nerves and hectic days.  It is faith and hjope and sharing, a time when passing lives touch in a special way.  It is an opportunity to say "thank you" for allowing me to to share a moment of your lie.  In gratitude I present a couple of Christmas short stories I would like to share with you.  They are posted on my website, www.booksbyolson.com.  Click on the story title to go to the page where you can choose either audio or text versions of the story.  A Small Miracleis about a little boy and his faith in miracles, and The Christmas Package is about a Christmas gift that was a lie that is part of a dream come true.  Feel free to download them and share them with your family.  I know my children always asked to hear A Small Miracle every year at Christmas.

May you and those you love have a joyful holiday and every blessing through all the years to come.  May God Bless and Keep you always.